As I sit and write, I feel like my whole body is saying, "Wheeeewwww!"
I feel like I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I guess 4th of July weekends do that to a girl. We had a good weekend, even though much of it didn't go accordinng to plan. The rain certainly put a damper on things. I can't remember when the last time it rained on the 4th! It's usually blistering hot, with no merciful clouds in sight.
This year, as we were out on the prairie, attempting to have a picnic and get in some shooting time, it started to sprinkle.
No big deal. We read the weather report before we went. It said 40% chance of scattered thunderstorms.
I think they meant to say 95% chance of solid downpour with clouds that scream "Run for your life! A tornado is coming!"
We sat in the car and watched it sprinkle for about forty five minutes, while listening to the Rockies
win a baseball game in what I believe was the 14th inning, and the longest game in the history of Coors Field Stadium.
Then the rain began to come down a little harder. We looked to the heavens and noticed the seemingly harmless clouds had taken on a mind of their own and evolved into one big, dark rain cloud, hovering over our
honey tree picnic.
"That doesn't look good," I said to Shaun as he took a bite of his hot dog.
"No it doesn't" he agreed.
Without saying much more, we loaded up the targets, grill, food, etc. and hightailed it out of there like this mama cow decided to follow through on her threat to kill me if I came any closer to her baby:
However, we did get in a few good target practice sessions. And we left with our bellies full. Nevermind the heartburn that followed due to eating greasy bratwursts and running from the cloud of doom simultaneously.
A few pics of the whole weekend:
We were bombed. ;)
This one reminds me of rain and palm trees!!
Old Glory!! The next four pics are our view before the fireworks started. I know ... it's a tough, being out here where scenery is scarce. ;)
What Jessie does when she sees a bumble bee ....
Shooting on the prairie
Hope you had a great weekend celebrating the birth of our country. It would be easy to lament about how much freedom has been taken away from us up to this point. But choosing to focus on how much we as a country are blessed with, even in these tumultuous times, produces a happier, thankful heart.
God bless America, land that I love!